Poetry describing the beautiful environment and comfortable life

1. Poems about a comfortable life

Poems about a comfortable life 1. Poems describing a comfortable life

Wang Wei's "Xinyiwu"

The hibiscus flower at the end of the wood has red calyx in the mountains. There is no one in the stream, and they are opening and closing one after another.

Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn"

After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.

Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"

The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.

Wang Wei's "Weichuan Tianjia"

The slanting light illuminates the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn gate. The pheasants are flying and the wheat seedlings are showing, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse. The husband of the field came to work with his hoe, and they met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation, the song of sadness has faded away.

Wang Jian's "Tian Jia Xing"

The male voice is cheerful and the female face is cheerful, and people don't complain about saying goodbye. Although it is hot in May, the wheat wind is clear, and the sound of cars is buzzing on the eaves. Wild silkworms make cocoons that no one can take, and moths flutter among the leaves. When the wheat is harvested and the silk is on the axis, the officials know enough to lose. Don't look forward to the entrance to get back on your body, and don't sell yellow calves to the city. The Tian family's food and clothing are not rich, and they are happy when they don't see the county gate!

"Old Songs from the Wild" by Zhang Ji

The poor old farmer lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of mountain fields. The seedlings were so sparse and taxed that they could not be eaten, so they were imported into official warehouses and turned into soil. At the end of the year, people are hoeing and plowing in an empty room, and calling their children to climb mountains to harvest acorns. Xijiang Jia Ke has hundreds of dendrobium trees, and the dogs raised in the boat will eat meat.

"Shangtian Family" by Nie Yizhong

Selling new silk in February and selling new grain in May. Healing the sores in front of the eyes, but cutting out the flesh in the heart. I wish the king’s heart to turn into a candle of light. If you don’t take care of the Qiluo Banquet, you will take the light of the escape house.

Wei Yingwu's "Guan Tian Jia"

A light rain brings new flowers, and a thunder starts to wake up the insects. The Tian family was free for a few days, and farming began. The young and strong are all in the wild, and the fields and gardens are also in order. Jing Changyan came back and drank water from Duxi Stream. Hungry people do not suffer from it, and nourishment brings joy. There is no storage in the warehouse, and the corvee is still there. Those who are ashamed and do not cultivate will be rewarded with food and money.

"The Widow in the Mountains" by Du Xunhe

The husband defended Pengmao because of the soldiers, and his linen clothes and temples were scorched. Even if the mulberry trees are abandoned, they still pay taxes, and the fields are desolate, but they still need to collect seedlings. Sometimes you pick wild vegetables and roots and boil them, and spin the firewood with leaves to cook. No matter how deep the mountain is, there should be no way to avoid the corvee.

Wang Wei's "Weichuan Tianjia"

The slanting light illuminates the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn gate. The pheasants and robins are showing off the wheat seedlings, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse. The husband of the field came to work with his hoe, and they met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation fades away with sadness.

Wang Wei's "Spring Pastoral"

Spring doves are chirping in the house, and apricot blossoms are white beside the trees. Holding an ax to cut down distant poplars, hoeing spring veins. Returning swallows know the old nest, and old people see the new calendar. When I'm standing in front of my cup, I suddenly feel helpless, and I feel melancholy as a traveler from afar.

"Visiting an Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran

An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house. The green trees border the village, and the green mountains and hills slope outside. Open a pavilion to enjoy the scene, drink and talk about mulberry and hemp. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.

Du Fu's "Sui Yan Xing"

The clouds are turning into dusk and there is a lot of north wind, and the Xiaoxiang Dongting is covered with white snow. When the weather is cold and the fishnets are frozen, don't shoot wild geese and sing with mulberry bows. Last year, rice was expensive for the army, but this year, rice is cheap, which greatly hurts farmers. High-motivated officials are tired of wine and meat, and this generation is empty. The people of Chu value fish more than birds, so don't kill Nan Feihong in vain. It is said that men and women are flirting with each other everywhere, cutting off kindness and forbearing love, but returning rent and mediocrity. In the past, money was used to catch private castings, but now lead, tin and bronze are allowed. Carving clay is the easiest to get, and if your likes and dislikes don't match your appearance, you will be confused. The horns are blown on the city walls of all nations, when will this sad song end?

"Song of Burning" by Wen Tingyun

Standing up and looking at Nanshan, the mountains and fields are burning. The reddish sunset seems to be extinguished, and the short flames are connected again. Drifting towards the rock, slowly reaching the green wall. When the wind blows away, the red eaves shine from a distance. The neighbor next to me can speak clearly, and I can't help but sigh. He said that the Chu country was more customary, and burning rice was called "Haotian". Bean sprouts and insects are swarming, and the flowers on the fence serve as houses. The pigs return to their pens in the abandoned stacks, and the chickens peck at the millet in the square. The New Year brings rain and clear weather, and the sound of racing is everywhere. When you hold money, people will tell you, and when you knock on tiles, you will hear the sound in the forest. The divination on the mountain was revealed, and he came back under the mulberry jujube tree. Blow the fire to the white grass, and the sickle on your waist reflects the sugarcane. The wind drives away the mist of oak leaves, and the oak trees connect the mountains. The stars burst out beyond the clouds, and the flying embers fell in front of the steps. She groaned and sneezed on her back, and the crow girl cursed for a prosperous life. Who would have thought that the green beauty would be used as official tax?

Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellany (1)"

The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are sparse and the white cauliflowers are sparse. No one passes through the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

Fan Chengda's "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons (2)"

Farming in the fields during the day and planting hemp at night, the children of the village are each responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.

Breaking the trend----Yan Shu

The swallows come at the Spring Society, and the pear blossoms lag behind the Qingming Festival.

There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, and one or two oriole calls at the bottom of the leaves.

The sun is long and the flying catkins are light.

The charmingly smiling female companion from the east neighbor greets her on the mulberry picking path.

I wonder if I had a good sleep last night because I won the grass fight today.

Smiling comes from both faces.

Yan Shu——a famous prime minister and poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, the title of the collection of poems is "Zhuyu Ci"

2. Poems used to express the satisfaction of the current comfortable life

1. "Visiting an Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran:

An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside.

Open a dining room and chat over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, come and see the chrysanthemums

2.

Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in the Twilight of Autumn"

After the New Rain in the Empty Mountains , the weather is late for autumn.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks.

The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.

Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.

3.

Selected Poems of Wang Wei

Farewell

I dismounted, drank your wine, and asked you where you were.

You are dissatisfied with your words and return to the south mountain frontier.

But don’t ask again, when the white clouds are endless.

Sending Zhang Wugui back to the mountain

I will send you off in all your melancholy, and who will I send you back to?

We hold hands together for a few days, and we brush off our clothes in the morning.

There is a thatched hut in Dongshan, which is fortunate to be used to sweep away the thorns.

It would be contrary to one's heart to thank the official for leaving.

Send off Qi Wuqian and return home

(A farewell)

There are no hermits in the Holy Age, and all the heroic spirits have returned.

So the guests from Dongshan were not allowed to visit Caiwei.

As soon as I arrive at the king’s gate (one is made of gold), my door is far away, who says my way is wrong?

The cold food is spent in Jianghuai, and spring clothes are sewn in Jingluo.

Putting wine on the Chang'an Road (one as Chang'an Road and the other as Chang'an Pavilion to send it to), which is against my will.

The osmanthus is floating on the road, and the thorns are not blowing.

Far away trees lead travelers, and the rays of light are falling on the isolated village and city.

If my plan is not suitable, don’t say that I have few close friends.

Shimen Jingshe in Lantian Mountain

The setting sun is beautiful, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the floating boats trust the wind.

Exploring wonders (One is for fun and sending) I don’t feel far away, because of the fate (One is for seeking) The source is poor.

I love Yunmuxiu from afar (one is green), but at first I doubt (one is words) that the road is different.

An (who is the first author) knows the flow of the Qing Dynasty, and occasionally communicates with the front mountain.

It is really comfortable to leave the boat and manage the light strategy.

There are four or five old monks, enjoying the shade of pines and cypresses.

Dawn has not yet dawned in the Brahma Forest (One Zuo Fang), and the night Zen Mountain (One Zuo Xin) is even quieter.

Dao Xinji (一zuoyou) is a shepherd boy who asks the woodcutter about worldly matters.

I stayed in Changlin (a well), burned incense and lay down on the Yao mat.

The fragrance of the stream washes over people's clothes, and the moon on the mountains reflects on the stone walls.

Look for fear and misunderstanding again, and find out more clearly.

Thank you Taoyuan people with a smile, and come back to meet you with the bonus.

Qingxi

When entering Huanghuachuan, I chase the water of Qingxi.

There will be countless twists and turns along the mountain, and the journey will be endless.

Noisy in the rocks, but quiet in the deep pines.

Yang (Yi Zuo Yan) Yang is full of water chestnuts, and the water is clear and clear.

My mind is already idle, Qingchuan (一作明) is so indifferent.

Please stay on the rock, fishing will be over.

4. "Five Poems on Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields"

One:

There is little common rhyme, and one's nature is to love hills and mountains. I accidentally fell into the dust net and was gone for thirteen years.

The tame bird misses the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss the old abyss. Open up the wilderness in the south, and return to the garden with a humble heart.

The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses. The elms and willows shade the back eaves, and the peach and plum trees in front of the hall.

The distant village is warm and the smoke is lingering in the ruins. Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow in the mulberry trees.

The courtyard is clean of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure. Long in Fancage

3. What are the ancient poems that describe "living in a comfortable environment is not good"

The ancient poems that describe "living in a comfortable environment is not good" are: < /p>

1. Born in sorrow and died in happiness - "Mencius Gaozi Xia"

2. When you enter, you will be helpless and help the people at home, when you go out, you will be invincible against foreign patients, and the country will be permanently destroyed - - "Mencius Gaozi Xia"

3. "Seven Rules. Encouragement to Learn" Wang Baochi

It is expensive to explore the path in the woods and travel far, and there are strange sights in uninhabited places.

< p> Since ancient times, there have been many hardships for great talents, but there have always been dandy young great men.

The wonderful scenery in the mountains of books is the path of diligence, and the deep spring is known to be hard work.

The romantic is willing to lag behind others, and the spirit The bank is far away in front of the master.

4. "Ode to the Discourse in the Hall" by Zen Master Huang Chang of the Tang Dynasty

It is very difficult to get rid of the troubles in the world, so hold on to the rope tightly and do something.

How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without going through a bone-chilling cold?

5. The Diligent Chapter of "Warning to the World"

If you have fields but don’t cultivate them, the warehouses will be empty. If you don’t read books, you will be foolish.

The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

Young people don’t study hard and you will regret studying late when you are old.

Only when the book is used will it be regretted, and things will not be difficult until they have been experienced.

I have to sit on the bench for ten years without writing a single sentence.

Wisdom comes from diligence, and greatness comes from the ordinary.

There are roads in the mountain of books, and hard work is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ??learning, and hard work is the boat.

If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be miserable.

If you want to live a prosperous life, you must work hard.

6. "Preface to the Biography of Lingguan in the History of the Five Dynasties" by Ouyang Xiu of Song Dynasty

Woohoo! The principle of ups and downs is called destiny, but it is not a matter of human affairs! It can be understood that the reason why the original Zhuangzong won the world is not the reason why he lost it.

Shi Yan, the general of the Jin Dynasty, gave Zhuang Zong three arrows and said: "Liang, I have an enemy; King Yan, I have established; Khitan and I are brothers; we are all against him." Jin returned to Liang. I hate these three things. It is my father's ambition to remember them!" Zhuangzong accepted them and hid them in the temple. Later, when troops were used, they would send a few soldiers to sue the temple, ask for their targets, hold them in a bag, carry them forward, and accept them in triumph.

Fang Qixi, the father and son of Yan, wrote to the leaders of Liang's monarchs and ministers, entered the Ancestral Temple, and returned the target to the ancestors, and succeeded. His high spirits can be described as magnificent! When Qiu Yu was destroyed and the world was settled, a man shouted at night, and the rebels responded in all directions, rushing eastward. Before the thieves were seen, the soldiers were separated. The king and his ministers looked at each other and did not know where they were going. As for swearing to heaven and cutting off one's hair, weeping down one's lapels, how bad is that! Is it difficult to gain but easy to lose? Is it true that the traces of success and failure all come from others?

"Book" says: "Fullness will cause harm, modesty will gain." Worry and labor can rejuvenate a country, and leisure and hesitation can destroy one's body. This is the natural principle. Therefore, when it is prosperous, none of the heroes in the world can compete with it; when it is in decline, dozens of actors are trapped in it, and they die and the country is destroyed, making the world laugh. Husband's misfortunes are often accumulated in the slightest, and wisdom and courage are often trapped in drowning. How can he be a single actor? He wrote "Biography of Lingguan".

Reference materials

Ancient Poetry Website: http://so.gushiwen.org/search.aspx?value=%E4%BA%94%E4%BB%A3%E5 %8F%B2%E4%BC%B6%E5%AE%98%E4%BC%A0%E5%BA%8F

4. Poems expressing the lack of mood to enjoy a comfortable life in troubled times< /p>

Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night

(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu

The sound of garrison drums breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.

The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended.

This poem was written by Du Fu in Qinzhou in the autumn of the second year of Qianyuan (759) of Emperor Suzong of the Tang Dynasty. In the fourteenth year of Tianbao's reign (755), the Anshi Rebellion broke out. In September of the second year of Qianyuan, the rebels An Lushan and Shi Siming led troops south from Fan Yang, captured Bianzhou, and marched westward to Luoyang. Shandong and Henan were both in war. At that time, several of Du Fu's younger brothers were scattered in this area. Due to the war, there was no communication between them, which aroused his strong worry and longing. This poem is a true record of his thoughts and feelings at that time.